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The plaster cracks, coating us all in dust and debris.
“You must share my invisibility,” the Boogie Man says.
“How?”
As grandma and the other witches attack the enforcers with spellfire, the Boogie Man’s fingers drift to the waistband of my leggings.
“Part of my body must enter yours.” He rubs a trail of sensation over my bare skin, making my knees tremble. “Let me stick my cock into your sweet cunt and render you impervious to the attacks.”
A whimper catches in the back of my throat. It’s impossible to think straight when the witches of my coven are battling for their lives against the enforcers. That’s why I forget to ask the Boogie Man why he can’t just put his fingers in my mouth.
Instead, I wrap them around his hot erection. “But you’re too big. There’s no way I can fit all four heads of your cock.”
He slips his hand beneath my waistband, into my knickers, and rubs my clit. “One head will stimulate your swollen little nub, while I slip another inside your tight channel.”
“Are you sure it will work?” I whisper.
“I am certain.” His erection presses into my thigh. “May I offer you the protection of my magic?”
He doesn’t need to ask me twice. Hell, the answer would be a resounding yes, even without being surrounded by deadly mayhem.
“Please.”
The Boogie Man slices through the seam of my leggings and knickers, letting the fabric drop to my knees. A cold draft swirls around my exposed ass and pussy, making me shiver.
He gathers me into his arms and wraps my legs around his waist, so my slit is balancing on his shaft.
It’s almost like riding a broomstick but without all the unnecessary wood.
“Wet for me already?” he asks with a chuckle.
Someone tosses a grenade of magic that hits the sarcophagus, breaking off chunks of stone.
My shriek makes his features fall with regret. I love the teasing, love the build-up, the anticipation of pleasure, but neither of us can afford to wait.
The Boogie Man tightens his wings around my shoulders and pulls back his hips so that one of his heads pops out from beneath my crotch. Before I can take a good look at it, it closes around my clit.
His slit is already moist with precum, and I’m so sensitive that I feel every drop.
“Fuck,” I say from between clenched teeth.
The cockhead sucks me with strong pulses that make my pussy throb. I cry out as every nerve in my body trembles, and my arms drop from around his neck.
“Careful, darling.” He wraps a strong arm around my waist, even though his wings swaddle me around the back like a cocoon. “We can’t have you falling off.”
The roar of blood between my ears muffles the sounds of the battle, and streams of magic pass around our bodies as though we’re within a protective bubble.
Another of the Boogie Man’s heads pushes at my entrance, seeming to ask for permission. The sucking sensation on my clit has gotten me so wet and needy that all I can do is moan.
“Please,” I whisper.
“Please, what?” he growls.
Red magic zips over my shoulder. If I had the mental bandwidth, I would wonder if that was because my clit has penetrated his cockhead, but I’m aching and empty and desperate to be filled.
“Stick that fat mushroom tip in my pussy,” I say with a moan.
“As my lady commands.”
